All Chapters of The Billionaire: Forbidden Lust Love: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Walter Spade’s daughter.Off-fucking-limits.But, goddamn it, the only thing I wanted was her.I left my suitcase and went over to the minibar, removing several bottles of whiskey, dumping them into a glass that I held to my lips.The liquor burned as it went down.I wanted it to.I wanted it to extinguish the thoughts in my head, the desire pulsing through me, the throbbing in my cock. I refilled the glass and took off my jacket, hanging it across the back of the chair and loosening my tie. As I was unbuttoning my shirt, I caught sight of the large bed behind me.The headboard. And all I could think about was tying her fucking wrists to each side, her legs spread wide over the mattress.Jesus Christ.I tried shaking her from my head, concentrating on work. The full inbox of emails that needed replies. The parcels of land I needed to study, the permits I needed to research, the numbers I needed to analyze.But I couldn’t focus on that.I could only think of her.And the raging

“I know your team will be putting together a physical 3D rendering. Is it possible to do a digital one first?” Jo asked.He lowered his camera onto his chest. “I don’t see why not.”“There are so many details involved with the aesthetics and facade of this hotel. I think going from drawing to digital would give us a real taste of what we’re looking at,” Jo said. “I would hate to make changes to the physical rendering if we don’t have to.”He glanced down at his notes. “To be honest, it’s an excellent suggestion. The structure of this hotel is unlike anything I’ve ever built for your father. I don’t know if this is your influence or if he’s feeling inspired by the mountains, but it’s been a long time since I’ve been this excited to start a new project.”“This is all Joanna’s creation,” I told him.I’d had a feeling she wasn’t going to comment, so I did, making sure she received every bit of the credit.For the last two hours, I’d listened to her conduct this meeting, describing the fea

My chest ached from the look on his face, the intensity in his eyes.I almost couldn’t breathe.“You know what else I’ve realized?”I shook my head, not trusting myself to speak.“How much I miss you.”Twenty-SevenJennerI couldn’t fight this for a second longer.Jo Spade needed to be mine.I didn’t know the ramifications of that decision, I didn’t know what our future would look like, I didn’t know how her father was going to react or how that would affect me—or us—but I had to be with her.Because it was agonizing to be without her.“You miss me?” she whispered.“Those words aren’t nearly strong enough.” I gripped the armrests, so I wouldn’t reach across the table and lift her from her seat. “I understand why you didn’t tell me. I wish you had, I wish that weight weren’t between us, but I get it.” I studied her gorgeous face. “If you still want to be with me, then I need to find a way to talk to your father. I don’t want to hide this from him.” I took a deep breath. “I don’t want

She briefly nibbled on her lip before our mouths slammed together, a pent-up breath releasing when our tongues touched.Her hands were sliding around my body, tracing my chest and down my arms, across my abs until my cock was in her palm.And so fucking slowly, she began to stroke it.“I need you,” she whispered.Her legs wrapped around me, leading my tip toward her pussy.And just as her wetness began to taunt me, I remembered something.Something that made my fist want to pound the bed.I pulled my lips away, squeezing her cheeks. “We can’t, Jo.” I swallowed, the thought so fucking painful. “I don’t have a condom on me.”I hadn’t brought one to Utah on purpose. I didn’t want to be tempted.In my mind, there was no way this was going to happen.I wasn’t going to let it.Because no matter what I did, I couldn’t change the fact that she was Walter’s daughter.But it had taken me this long to realize that I didn’t need to change who her father was. I just needed to find a way to make it

I couldn’t be happier for my bestie. She’d scored a job with the most-sought-after stylist in LA—a connection she’d made through James, Brett’s fiancée. But now, she was on the road more than she was home, traveling the world to style their clients.“When does she get back?”“Next week,” I told him. “But only for three days, and then she leaves for Paris.”He grinned. “LA has been good for her.”“No, LA has been great for her.”I quieted as Craig approached with two small plates in his hands. “Homemade pork dumplings over a seaweed, cucumber, and kimchi salad.” He placed them in front of us. “Enjoy.”Every time I ate over here, Craig’s cooking continuously blew me away. He was better than any restaurant I’d been to in this city.“Looks incredible, as always,” I told him, my mouth watering.“And it smells delicious,” Jenner added.He thanked us and went back inside the house.“Wow.” I moaned from behind my hand, chewing my first bite. “This is wildly good.”Jenner held his fork in the